Rip walked along the air corridor towards the club.He was feeling horny and was looking forward to a night on the town.He was dressed to kill; he wore beautiful shining blue tights and a metro skin vest. His hair cap was a matching blue tonight and his makeup was coloured to match.Tonight he was on the prowl, with his friends, for some real females, those the elite used for breeding. Mister Average is a pen name of one of the most prolific writers of erotic short stories.Most of his stories have a message, or a question. Yes, they are naughty, but they often also present a dilemma. Most contain some love and romance, most of them reflect what we are like in our average lives.The characters are generally normal, average, people - like me and you in realistic situations, in realistic fantasies.He writes about the kinds of things you fantasize about.Enjoy

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